Tostitos

dinner plate

Artwork by Niko Nice: 
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Photograph by Noah Dillon: 
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Eric Dingus - Night Gallery

ESDEEKID X MONTREALITY - IRON SHELL

4am (prod me)

onesec (prod me)

ངས་ལྷག་མེད་གུང་གྱི་འོད་ལ་ཕུལ་གཏོང་།

nosleep (prod me)

TRY AGAIN

IT'S A REBELLIOUS WORLD WE LIVE IN

LYRICS:
I’m floating ‘round, 4 AMs,
Chilling out in Estate Ken’s.
That summer-spring collection just got bagged,
You’re still on the same trends.

I’m the same kid with the same friends,
Posted up in the same ends.
Riding ‘round in that A-Benz,
I’ve got VVS, you’ve got fake gems.

Lad, I burst through like a rhino,
Smoked out — no pyro.
Keep mask up on me face, kid, and it’s all black,
Gotta lie low.

Drugs white — albino,
If you know, then I know.
Where did all of that time go?
I see pyramids — no Cairo.

I’m bold, I’m eager,
She’s loving my demeanour.
I just did shrooms in Malibu,
And I’m seeing shit so clearer.

I’m an animal — hyena,
I was mean, but I just got meaner.
As a kid I always was a leader,
Achieve that shit, then I come back cleaner — I clean ya.

I’m the boy, I’m the boss,
I take all of the stock — I don’t care what it cost.
I put fire to crops,
Had to flip that rock, had an OZ. in me socks.

3.5 in me bills,
When I walk in the gaff, lad, I give man chills.
Two halves of the pills —
You’re never gonna see these bussdown grillz.

I’m the hardest out of this century,
These other man, they can’t step to me.
No handout, I give an extra fee —
I’m the male version of ecstasy.

Got a vendetta with the deputy,
No debt on me ‘cause you’re dead to me.
I’m walking ‘round with no weaponry,
And no little shit would try mess with me.

I’m floating ‘round, 4 AMs,
Chilling out in Estate Ken’s.
That summer-spring collection just got bagged,
You’re still on the same trends.

I’m the same kid with the same friends,
Posted up in the same ends.
Riding ‘round in that A-Benz,
I’ve got VVS, you’ve got fake gems like bahh.

Century

prod. @sixtythree

still got pebbles in my shoes like that kid
I could never fuckin sit still
or get used to the feelin
on the real, I been missed a couple meals like
wheeling n dealing don't have no time for no shite
uh make sure I'm livin' right
I don't think I get enough credit
for the life that I'm pourin' out
I could shut my eyes 
but the light just ain't goin out
I could count the times
that they showed me what they about
I remember pullin' over
cus my engine was blowin' out
I might just swerve into
that ditch and cause a motherfuckin'
drought on ya head
I could get fed
I'm ready for it bitch
I could flip the cap right back off ya head
I roll it up I take it to the fuckin' head

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